Young BodyBag - K.Y.C.T. lyrics

Verse 1 (KING ABs) On the f**ing hunt for them green backs, tryna see stacks Tryna see cheese, tryna see dough Tryna see that, been grinding, no feed back Where my ski mask? where the heat at? YO Been tempted.. To hit the kitchen, water whipping ,lord forgive em 45 n***as got pinched, sentenced like 10 years in them prisons Cause their n***as started snitching That's what happens when a n***a getting money That's what happens when your n***as getting hungry They ain't eating, so they creeping Through your doors with the heat & try & catch you sleeping & if they don't catch you then, best believe they gone get them phones Forwarding them addresses, cops gone be at your home (Chorus) Better keep your circle tight, feed your workers right You never know what people know They acting like they your friends But they ain't your friends When they up in your home (Hook) n***as getting cash quick The n***as you getting a** with Think they gotta have it Might get your a** kicked, iight My n***a keep your circle tight (verse 2): KING ABs Wouldn't put it past em They pulling out ratchets Asking where the cash is Put you in a casket Better think twice on who you get cash with Cause n***as is wyling for the bread Plottig on your head Or Plotting with the feds If they ain't touching that dough OUT OF CONTROL n***as stabbing n***as over a hoes Inviting these new friends When you getting these new ends Your circle get loosen Better stick with your day one n***as Them n***as will ride out for ya Grind out with ya Adding new n***as to the picture For What- for what- what what what? (Choruse) (Hook)